Love is a complicated thing
And yes, it can sting
It can cut, it can break
It can leave you bleeding for days
But then again love, pain is a complicated thing
It can leave you longing, waiting for more
It can be addictive, as if it was kisses spread down your throat
It can kill you with softness
Touch by touch
Kiss by kiss
Scar by scar
But the thing you can't seem to understand is loving me is a complicated thing
It will push you away while pulling you close
It will beg you to leave while spreading my body all over yours
It will cut you, deep as it can
And spend nights and days stitching you up and cleaning up the mess
You see love, my love is gentle, but it can hurt
So is my love, aren't you just as I told?
YOU ARE READING
Empty me, Fill me up
PoesíaFor all the girl who ever felt the need to be emptied out and get filled up again by someone
